Lu Yang is also a well-known person in the academy. To put it nicely, he is a "know-it-all", and to put it harshly, he is a "badass". No matter what happens in the academy, he is definitely the first to know.
"I want to hear the worst news, will you tell me?" Ling Fan sighed.
"Classmate, I'm not talking about you, but with your little heart, I'm afraid you won't be able to bear the blow. It's better to hear the good news first, to buffer it, and then hear the bad news."
Lu Yang's face was full of holiness, and he looked like a messenger of justice. Ling Fan knew this best friend very well. The more holiness he looked, the darker the ink in his heart became.
"I knew you would say that." Ling Fan rolled his eyes at him: "Since I have no choice, classmate, I have no choice but to listen attentively."
"Hehe." Lu Yang looked like he was succeeding in his treacherous scheme: "A beauty has come to our college. It is said that she is more beautiful than the school beauty Ruina, and she is our classmate. How about it, the news is exciting, right?"
"It's not that great. So what if a beautiful woman comes here? What does it have to do with me?" Ling Fan curled his lips and didn't care.
"Hey, can't you be normal besides practicing and bullying others?" Lu Yang sighed and continued: "Because of what you... well, what happened yesterday, your reputation overshadowed the new beautiful classmate.
It is said that this classmate of ours is arrogant and seems to want to cause trouble for you because he has been upstaged by you."
Ling Fan shrugged indifferently, stood up and walked out of the dormitory: "Is this what you call bad news? It doesn't seem to have anything to do with me, right?"
Seeing that Ling Fan was indifferent to the two messages, Lu Yang didn't look angry at all. He stretched out his hand to grab Ling Fan, but Ling Fan easily dodged it.
"Hey, classmate, please give me some face and let me tell you the last news."
"No need! None of your so-called bad news has anything to do with me. I'm going for a walk, so don't follow me." Ling Fan carried Lu Yang with his back, raised his right hand high, waved it, and left the dormitory, walking towards the inside of the college.
Tianmiao College is the only Dou Qi College in Haining City. Due to its remote location and lack of funds, this century-old college is now dilapidated and dilapidated. Some buildings even have cracks, making it look like a dilapidated building.
Inside the college, apart from the dormitories and several large martial arts arenas, the rest is a few lawns and a huge playground. At the gate of the college, there are three plaques, each with a hundred names on them.
At the position of fourteenth on the lower grade hundred battle list, there are two dazzling big characters "Luger" written clearly, and below that is Ling Fan's name.
Normally, Ling Fan wouldn't care about this shabby Hundred Battles List at all. He didn't even take a look at it when he started enrolling. Today, it was the first time he came to the Hundred Battles List, and after just one glance, he felt depressed.
"Oh! Isn't this classmate Ling Fan? Classmate Ling Fan, who is said to have the least regard for the Hundred Battles List and has never disdained the Hundred Battles List, why is he here to look at the Hundred Battles List today?"
From a distance, an extremely sarcastic voice came into my mind. I turned around and saw a blond boy stretching his body and walking slowly, surrounded by a group of younger brothers.
This person has a very wide face, the big pie face that Ling Fan hates most, and a sharp, crow-like voice. He is none other than Ling Fan's classmate, Li Zhao.
Li Zhao was followed by a group of younger brothers, who were staring at Ling Fan with evil intentions. It was obvious that they were coming with bad intentions.
Ling Fan pointed his chin with his index finger, his head running rapidly, as if he was not familiar with this Li Zhao, let alone had any grudge. This guy's words were thorny and menacing. Could it be that he was looking for trouble?
Looking for trouble? Ling Fan smiled. He was feeling extremely unhappy and had no place to vent his worries. If someone came to his door...
Ling Fan's eyes became strange. In his eyes, Li Zhao suddenly became a sandbag, a good target for venting.
Li Zhao shuddered when he noticed Ling Fan's half-smiling expression. He came here to challenge Ling Fan this time. Just kidding, Lu Ge couldn't even beat him, but he was able to kill Ling Fan and jumped to the fourteenth level.
He was number 43 on the Hundred Battles list, and he had been steadily suppressing Luger. How could he let that guy overtake him?
"Brother Li, this Ling Fan seems to be hard to mess with. Should we go back?"
"Yes, I heard that Luger seemed to have won by luck yesterday. I always feel that there is a knife hidden in Ling Fan's smile."
"Trash!" Li Zhao shouted loudly: "If Lu Ge can win, why can't I, Li Zhao, win? Lu Ge wants to suppress me and daydream."
Lu Ge, a guy who had been abused by him countless times, was actually ranked in front of him. When he thought of this, Li Zhao became angry. Especially the beauty who had just come to the academy. I heard that she was extremely unhappy because of Ling Fan's incident.
As long as he beats up Ling Fan today, he will have the opportunity to please the beautiful school girl.
"Yes, that's it." Thinking of the beautiful school girl, Li Zhao instantly became energetic and pointed at Ling Fan fiercely: "Ling Fan, I want to challenge you. After defeating you, I will defeat Lu Ge. You can choose
Give up, or I'll send you to the hospital."
Ling Fan's eyes narrowed, and the blood all over his body was already boiling. He could feel his fists shaking, like a wild wolf lurking in the forest. He was worried about having no food, and suddenly a fat sheep came towards him, which made people excited.
"Okay! I accept the challenge!"
Ling Fan decisively accepted the challenge. In his eyes, Li Zhao even turned into Luger. The look of him looking for a beating made Ling Fan eager to give it a try. Regardless of Li Zhao's slightly shocked expression, he stepped onto the academy arena.
During the fight in the back mountain, I didn't know where the mask came from and smashed me. Today I said I won't go to the back mountain.
"Ling, Ling Fan, think about it. I'm number 43 on the Hundred Battles List, and I'm much stronger than Luger. Do you really want to fight me?" Ling Fan's straightforward actions made Li Zhao very angry. This was still the case before.
That Ling Fan who doesn't accept challenges easily?
He originally thought that Luger had defeated Ling Fan, but Ling Fan would definitely not dare to fight him when he heard that he was ranked forty-third on the Hundred Battles List, so he obediently gave up his fifteenth position to him.
Unexpectedly, Ling Fan actually agreed to duel with him.
In just a few breaths, the word "duel" spread throughout the college. It happened that today was a college holiday, and the students were very free. When they heard that dueling was such a good thing, a group of guys gathered at the edge of the ring to watch the fun.
"Eh? Isn't this Ling Fan? Yesterday, he was beaten into a pig's head by Luger. Why is he in the ring again today? Doesn't he regard the ring as his own home?"
"You don't know this, right? A new beauty came to our college yesterday. She seems to have a lot of opinions about Ling Fan. Many people are worried that they have no place to express themselves, so of course they have to take action on Ling Fan."
"It's more than that. Fourteen lost to forty-four. How can you make those forty-three and forty-two guys feel uncomfortable? Of course they are not convinced and want to challenge Ling Fan. This time, the one who challenges him is Li, who is ranked forty-three.
Zhao."
The appeal of the duel was absolutely sensational, and the small arena was immediately crowded with students.
Hearing these comments, Ling Fan was a little speechless. What does the new beautiful school girl have to do with him? If you want to please the school girl, you don't have to put yourself under the knife, right? This world is indeed a disaster for beauties.
A slightly handsome head poked out from the crowd, his shrewd gaze fixed on the ring. Lu Yang's pupils shrank together, as if they had turned into gold coins, shining brightly.
"Are any of your classmates interested in taking a gamble?"
"Bet? Okay, I'll bet Ling Fan to win, ten copper coins."
"I'll bet Ling Fan to win, ten silver coins."
"I'll bet Ling Fan to win, one gold coin."
"I bet that Li Zhao will win, two gold coins."
…
Lu Yang skillfully took the bags of gold coins from the crowd. Obviously, this was not the first time he had done this.
Looking at the bag full of money in his hand, Lu Yang's eyes rolled: "Dear students, let's change the betting method today. I'll bet that Ling Fan can knock down Li Zhao with one move. If he can't knock him down with one move, just treat it as me.
If you lose, I will compensate you one to one with the money. If I lose, all the money will be mine. How about that?"
Knocked down with one move? The students rolled their eyes and gave Lu Yang a look of disdain. Is this guy an idiot? He has too much money and no place to spend it, so he is kind enough to give him money?
Ling Fan has the fourth level of fighting spirit, but he doesn't usually make any moves, and his strength should be average. Li Zhao is at the peak of the third level of fighting spirit, and he usually likes to bully others, so he is often quite active in battles.
When the two sides met, it could be said that they were evenly matched. It was difficult for anyone to win, but they were brave enough to say that they would knock him down with one move. Almost instantly, all the students accepted Lu Yang's proposal, and many students who had never gambled before threw out their money bags.
.
Lu Yang chuckled and put the money bag tightly in his arms.
Others don't know Ling Fan, but Lu Yang knows it very well. His roommate's strength is not as simple as it seems on the surface, and once there is a duel, the lion will fight the rabbit, go all out, and knock down with one blow.
fall.
That Li Zhao is not good enough!
Li Zhao bravely entered the ring and glared at Ling Fan with an extremely cruel look, trying to disturb Ling Fan's temperament.
Ling Fan shrugged, gearing up and looking excited, like a beast staring at its prey, eager to get in and take a few bites.
Li Zhao's third stage peak fighting spirit started to work, and his seemingly thin body was suddenly filled with explosive power. He stepped on the ring with both feet, and there was a loud "bang" sound, and the smoke and dust under his feet were pulled and turned into circles of smoke.
Circle around the ankle.
"Lion King Punch!"
Li Zhao roared loudly and rushed towards Ling Fan with a roar. He pressed his feet like springs and jumped up high. He stretched his palms forward and bent his fingers downwards, like a hungry tiger attacking a sheep.
His hands turned into claws and he waved them continuously, turning into afterimages. Before anyone arrived, a powerful aura swept over him. Ling Fan only felt a strong wind rushing towards him, blowing the corners of his clothes.
As he looked across, Li Zhao seemed to have turned into a lion, and his palms were lion claws, which contained the power to tear flesh and blood, which should not be underestimated.
It was a unique move as soon as it was launched, and the audience cheered repeatedly. Many people had already surrounded Lu Yang, ready to ask for gold coins.
"The peak of the third level of fighting spirit? It's strange. I have seen Li Zhao strike before, and I feel that he is extremely fast and powerful. Why is he so slow when facing each other head-on? The Lion King Fist, how does it look like a cat?
claw?"
Li Zhao rushed at him with a strike, and when he saw that Ling Fan did not dodge, he immediately cheered secretly. His Lion King Fist focused on strength and speed. With the current distance of three meters, he was confident of defeating Ling Fan.
"Hey, you brat, go to the hospital and lie down!" Li Zhao felt happy in his heart, and his sharp claws were already clawing hard at Ling Fan's left shoulder.
Seeing that the attack was about to hit, Ling Fan's body finally moved. He twisted his right foot inward slightly, and with one side of his body, he easily avoided Li Zhao's sharp claws.
At the same time, Ling Fan stretched his hands forward, locking Li Zhao's shoulders on the left and right, bent his left knee upward, and dragged the hands locking his shoulders down.
Poof!
With everyone's shocked eyes, a knee hit Li Zhao's abdomen hard, knocking Li Zhao away more than ten meters and out of the ring. He spat out a mouthful of bright red blood. Li Zhao rolled his eyes and fainted.
"this……"
The whole place was silent. Ling Fan looked at his hands in disbelief, excitement and confusion intertwined on his face: "My power... my fighting spirit... fifth level, really fifth level!"
Ling Fan clearly remembered that he barely managed to break through to the fourth stage of fighting spirit twenty days ago. His fighting spirit was just stable at best, not even the peak of the fourth stage.
Just as he took action, he subconsciously used his fighting energy, and was surprised to find that not only had he broken through to the fifth level, but he had reached the peak of the fifth level. His own strength seemed to be different!
He has always had a good grasp of power, and he actually knocked Li Zhao away with one blow. The moment he touched it, he heard the sound of bones breaking. This kind of power exceeded expectations by far, even more than he should have.
The power you have!
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